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toruland · 1 year

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back hurting for all the wrong reasons :(

#xilspeaks #these damn pre-period pains #p cubed #triple p #p times 3

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bilolli · 1 year

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Whopper whopper whopper whopper

Ding ding! New message incoming!

Running after an "unhealthy" lunch seems like a good way to get rid of the excessive calories.

#whopper whopper whopper whopper #junior double triple whopper #I have this meme stuck in my head #sun and y/n: p a n i k #the nurses are not amused #hospitalized au #sun x reader #bilolli's art

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postplus-protest · 2 months

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Hello, friends-

I had some really great intentions of getting posts organized and reblogged as a greatest hits farewell tour package before my planned deactivation at the end of February. Alas, life has gotten in my way. Not to make excuses for that but, well here's some excuses.

First, I've had COVID twice since starting this blog and the most recent time (only a few months ago) has left me with a lot of frustrating Long Covid symptoms. I have a hard time concentrating for one, especially with reading and/or writing. Anything longer than three paragraphs is a Herculean struggle. Forcing myself through it drains my energy and doesn't mix well with my now zero energy self.

Second, the past week and a half has been spent taking care of my dad. He's a cancer survivor with a permanently compromised immune system. He too had Covid and has long Covid. He's now fighting RSV and to be quite frank and vulnerable? We're struggling and I'm a little scared.

The most I get to do in my private time recently is to quickly scroll my private tumblr feed then go to bed.

Now, since I haven't got things squared away like I want them I'm extending the farewell out to March 30, 2024 in hopes I can get some things done between now and then. Also, if things can be worked out behind the scenes (I probably shouldn't even hint at it in case it doesn't work) the archive won't be completely deactivated but that's another post for another day,

I'm kinda exhausted now so I'm gonna call it a night. Remember to reblog any posts with the post+ protest archive hashtag to help keep posts in circulation. Hoping things will lighten up this week and I'll do my own reblogs! Keep creating, keep being kind!

Lots of love,

Aunt Triple P

#triple p farewell tour

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beefrobeefcal · 6 months

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OKAY okay I just think...pegging Frankie thoughts here. His favorite positions are missionary (he's a sweetie) and doggy style for the following reasons.

Missionary because it's intimate, he can hold you close and keep his face in the crook of your neck as you take him apart nice and slow. Feeling his hips, pressing your thumbs into his sides a little bit for leverage and to revel in the plush of his middle...

And hittin' it from the back!!! Using his love handles to manhandle him around in bed, hunching over his back as he takes all of you ... Feeling the way his belly hangs and soothing it lightly as you speed up inside of him. Taking his hand in your own and pressing it over his gut, asking if he can feel you, and he swears that he can—sidenote, Frankie definitely has a size kink.

AND! Pressing down between the blades of his shoulders, forcing Frankie down onto the bed so he's face down-ass up. He snivels and moans into the pillow, biting at the fabric as he unintentionally ruts into the sheets on every thrust until he cums.

Aaaand scene. Sorry I have many thots.

To Nonnie, Love Beefro

I… I didn't know I needed this, Nonnie… thank you 🥵🫠🥩

Smuttiest regards,

Beefro 👌🥩💜

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Beefro Proudly Presents:

a Chubby!Frankie one shot

The Catfish & The Mouse: Frankie Gets Notched Down a Peg

Pairing: Frankie Morales x Fem!Reader

Summary: Frankie joins in on an age old tradition for Mouse's Birthday.

Rating: Explicit 18+ (MDNI)

Word Count: 1,521

Content Warning: Smutty smutty smut smut, pegging, birthday cake getting burned, lube, butt stuff

Author's Notes: Thank you to @romanarose for instilling the THOT in our hearts & minds, and to my lovely Beta Fish @neverwheremoonchild for doing what they do best 💜

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“I wanna… I wanna peg you.”

Frankie’s face read ‘huh?’ as he looked at you, pinned underneath him.

“That’s what you want for your birthday?”

“Yes.”, you grinned bashfully.

Frankie had tacked you on your bed upon returning home from work, demanding to know what you wanted for your birthday this year as he tickled and playfully bit you. Even though your birthday was over two months away, he liked to be prepared.

Need less to say, your answer stunned him, leaving his heavy weight pinning you to the bed.

“Is… that okay?”, you finally broke the silence timidly. You’d done the research and neither you nor Frankie were strangers to each other’s back doors, but this was new territory for the both of you.

“Didn’t know my princess was so kinky…”, he responded in a low growl before resuming his tickles and bites.

*****

Thankfully this year, your birthday landed on a Friday, and you were able to take the day off. Frankie wasn’t but that didn’t mean he hadn’t booked you for an all-day package with Hannah at your favourite spa. He said he wanted you to be relaxed and feel good, ensuring you’d be ready for the night’s main event. Hannah was acting like she had no clue what ‘event’ he was referring to, but you suspected a surprise party at the bar you frequented.

The spa was amazing. By the time you and Hannah poured yourselves into Will’s SUV, you felt like goo. Between the facials, manicures, pedicures, massages, mud baths, and champagne, neither of you would have been fit to drive yourselves home.

You waved Will and Hannah goodbye as Hannah screeched “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOUSE!” out the window, and walked up the steps to your house. As you unlocked your front door, you thought it weird that neither of them teased or hinted at a big night, but maybe they were getting better at hiding things.

Walking into your home, you could smell something burning. You rushed into the kitchen and found Frankie pulling out a cake pan with the charred remains of what was possibly cake. He looked up and gave you a sheepish smile.

“Happy birthday, baby!”, he chuckled.

“Oh honey…”, you sighed with a laugh. You walked up to him and looked in the pan, then placed a kiss on his cheek. “You’re too sweet.”

“I tried one of your ‘from scratch’ recipes, and… let’s just say that it’s probably for the best it burnt.”

You both started laughing and Frankie tossed the burnt, and likely wrecked, cake pan into the back yard to cool.

*****

After giving you your presents, Frankie led you into the bedroom. Last year, he led you into the room to show you the new vanity he built you, with Benny’s help, in your ensuite for your birthday, and the year before, the new bed frame and matching bed side tables. You wondered what new furniture would be waiting for you this time, and when he opened the door and stood back, you saw… nothing new.

You looked up at him confused and he nodded towards the bed, and you looked at it. A pretty, pink box with a purple ribbon.

“Frankie… you’re spoiling me!”, you giddily chirped as you skipped over to the box and opened it.

You moved the tissue paper out of the way, and before you sat a bright violet harness and a neon pink dildo, with a pink bottle of lube.

Frankie came up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and kissing your neck.

“Thought you’d wanna look pretty wile you fuck me, princess.”

*****

Frankie helped you get into the harness, all while you both giggled and kissed each other. Once you were strapped in, you kissed him, pushing him back onto the bed, stroking his rock-hard cock slowly.

He grunted into your mouth, breaking the kiss.

“Fuck… princess… how… h-how do you want me?”, he panted, looking up at you with pleading eyes.

Your eyes went dark. It was so very rare that Frankie gave up the dominant role in your love making, and this was truly the first time he was giving it up without you asking. He was yours to do with what you wish. You’d watched a few pornos with strap ons, and while the idea of fucking him missionary was definitely appealing, for your first time, you figured that doggy style would be more approachable. That, and when he fucked you like that, you loved how much control he had over you.

“On your knees.”

He smiled and huffed a nervous laugh and rolled over as you put a towel underneath him, just in case.

“You ready, baby?”. You cooed, reading under him, giving his heavy belly a squeeze before gripping his cock and pumping.

“Yeah… yes, fuck, yes.”, he sputtered breathily.

“Okay, baby… safe word?” Your tone was that of a kindergarten teacher, as you squeezed some of the hot pink lube onto your middle and index fingers.

“P…Paul Simon.”, he grunted as you pressed your finger to his tight muscle.

“Paul Simon.”, you cooed back with a smile, working your finger into him. “I like that.”

He grunted, precome beading at his tip and his hips bucked slightly into your hand. You worked your middle finger in and his elbows shook as he panted and let out small whines.

“Relax… Frankie baby, relax… I got you…”

You felt him start to give in and relax under your touch.

“There you go… feel good, baby?... tell me how good it feels…”

“So… so fuckin’ good… ahhh… so g-ah!... so good… fuck, prin-princess…”

“You ready, baby?... or you need my fingers still?”

“Ready… fuck… I’m ready.”, he stammered as his eye lids fluttered under his tented brows, and he nodded.

You pulled your fingers out and lubed up your tip and length, then gently pushed the tip into his hole. The whine that came from his mouth made cunt drool and clench on nothing.

“Oh Frankie… you like this?... yeah, baby?”, you cooed, pressing into him further.

His shaking arms finally gave out and he was now propped up on his knees and elbows as you began to pump in and out of him slowly. Franke whined and moaned, and you gripped his chubby waist, his love handles, and began to fuck him fast and hard.

“Oh… oh fuck… fuck… fuck… Jesus Christ… princess… Mouse… baby… oh god… oh fuck!”

You set your pace, keeping your focus on him and the noises he made, making sure none of them sounded like his safe word. You slid one of your hands up and on his back between his shoulder blades and pushed him down gently. He obeyed your touch and his cheek pressed into the mattress as he moaned his praise and filth.

“You feel me, baby?... up in your guts?”, you growl as your hand moved from his back to his front and slid down, pressing into his belly. His hand came up to yours and gripped it as he panted.

“So fuckin’ deep… keep… keep goin’… please… please Mouse… oh fuck…”

He released your hand and you again moved it to hold his cock. What you found made you let out a whimper: it was painfully hard and pressed against his belly firmly. You barely touched the tip and he let out a high-pitched whine and a shudder ripped through his body.

You gripped and pumped his cock as you thrusted into him over and over. Frankie’s eyes rolled back, and his mouth opened slack, and his cock shot hot ribbons out all over the towel below followed by a loud, low moan erupting from him.

You gripped his cock, offering a few more pumps and thrusts before he whined, “Paul Simon… Paul fuckin Simon!”

You immediately let go of him and withdrew your strap on and he collapsed on the bed, panting heavily.

Crawling beside him and cupping his face, you asked worriedly, “Baby? Frankie? Did I hurt you?”

“No… no, Mouse…”, he panted with a lazy grin. “Just… just over sensitive…”

“Oh, thank god!”, you breathed, laying beside him and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

He chuckled and turned slightly, pulling your front to his, still breathing heavily and sweating. His belly was covered in his come, and now so were you.

So much for putting a towel down. You thought to yourself, smiling.

You peppered kisses over his sweaty brow and cheek, and he smiled and sighed with exhaustion.

“Did so good for me, Frankie… love you so much.”, you praised between kisses.

His eyes opened and he looked at you from under heavy lids with a goofy grin on his face.

“I’m guess this was the ‘main event’ you were referring to? Not a party?”, you laughed.

He didn’t answer, he just kept that same look on his face as his hand slithered down your side and then slipped between your legs, feeling wet you were.

“Happy birthday, princess.”, he grinned as he pushed to onto your back and slid down your body, kissing and sucking along the way.

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postplus-protest · 3 months

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Gonna miss this blog come February,

Hope life treats you well.

To 2024!

*raises glass of vanilla extract*

May 2024 be the best to all of us.

Vanilla extract shots for everyone!

#triple p farewell tour #triple p answers

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daily-magoranza · 5 months

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Chapter 4 (3)

Vines

Tw slight TDX spoilers

Kirby defeated the possessed King, Taranza was flabbergasted that a pink puffball just beated him. He floats over to the beated up King.

"Wh-what is the meaning of this?!"

"I did just as his majesty commanded!"

"The lower world should fall to it's knees before me!"

Taranza figured out his self, is the puffball...

"Could... Could you be the true hero of the lower world?"

"Curses! If that's true..."

He raises his hands up into the air, with rage flowing through.

"Majesty! Your majesty Magolor!"

Being a rude prince as he is, the disturbed King woke from his slumber and floated down from the air

"Oh, glorious Magolor! Please come to my resc--"

The mad King tilts his staff down and aims it at Taranza, then blasted the spider into the sky.

"Glaaaugh!"

"Wh-why...?"

Magolor moves closer to the balcony to see the night sky

"Pitiful, Taranza..."

"I have no use for a fool who cannot follow orders."

He turns around to see the hero, he recognizes the face.

while Kirby. Oh, he hated the cat so much, he was in a threatening stance.

"Now, then... Hero of the lower world."

"you would risk your life for this land?"

"you would stand againts me, the ruler of the heavens?"

He smirks under his robes, Kirby could tell what he was gonna do

"very well..."

"You will bow before the great King Magolor!"

"my crown rivals the divine..."

"and my power will crush all that you hold dear!"

The fight begins, just like last time

To be continued

#I'm so fking pissed because Tumblr crashed when I was in the middle of writing this. AND IT HAD MY BEST WORK #So that's why this part of the chapter is really bland >:(((#magoranza #magolor #taranzalor #taranzolor #taranza #kirby #kirby triple deluxe #kirby au #Also I was lazy for this part of the chapter so expect even MORE laziness for the next part :.)#Oh right uuuuh I won't be doing daily magoranza but I'm still going to update the AU no matter what :p

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tokillamockingbird427 · 22 days

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Headcanon that Ajax is very possessive/protective over Keegan. He won't stop Keegan from leaving the house if he's wearing a certain outfit, but he will keep a hand on Keegans' waist when their out together and will glare with murderous intent at any conventionally attractive strangers try to talk to Keegan.

He might also be the reason why some of the service members that Keegan dislikes have gone missing in the last couple of years. (Look, it's not his fault they can't keep their hands to themselves)

Keegan would be offended, of he wasn't just as bad.

(Then you add Logan to the mix and the amount of protective fuled "incidents" skyrocket.)

Correction, Ajax WILL stop Keegan from leaving the house in an outfit. But it's one SPECIFIC outfit. The hotdog outfit. (Hotdog costume.)

Alex posessiveeeeeee, heheheheh. Cuddling up on Keegan and making very clear that he's taken. Keegan doesn't mind. He thinks it's nice... he does not object to cuddles.

Just HAPPENED to go missing when they got caught one-on-one with Ajax.... Not suspicious at all.... nope. And then the same with Keegan? How interesting. Hmmmm.

(Keegan+Ajax not sure what to make of Logan at first until he flirts with BOTH of them and OH! They see what's going on. Alright. They both got two hands and so does Logan, this is perfect actually.)

#call of duty #call of duty ghosts #keegan p russ #alex v johnson aka ajax #logan walker #kejax #walruss #double/triple ship feature folks lfg #666ameliawolf

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kateis-cakeis · 1 month

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God fuck sorry Im on a Series 5 brainrot but do you ever consider this prophecy:

"Let loose the hounds of war. Let the dread fire of the Last Priestess rain down from angry skies, for brother will slaughter brother, for friend will murder friend, as the great horn sounds a cold dawn at Camlann. The prophets do not lie. There, Arthur will meet his end, upon that mighty plain."

Because because, Finna says this about it:

"For hundreds of years the Catha have guarded their ancient knowledge. But now the time has come to pass it on to you, Emrys. For only you can carry their hopes into the great battle itself."

Finna says throughout S5Ep11 that the great battle is nearing. So it is common knowledge amongst the Catha that Camlann will happen.

Merlin knows this from the vision he was gifted by the Vates, but he had no further knowledge than the battle itself. Even Kilgharrah doesn't have this exact knowledge.

And yet, the Catha have guarded this knowledge for hundreds of years.

For hundreds of years, Camlann was known. Arthur's death there was known. That there would be a Last Priestess was known. That a friend and a brother of arms would slaughter Arthur was known.

The prophets do not lie. They never did. That's the thing! All this prophecy, all this doom, all this futile effort to save a man that cannot be saved, it's the entire point of the show. It's the reason that it is a tragedy with a sad ending.

Like the Disir said in Ep5, "You are known, Arthur. you have always been known."

It fucks right? Because everyone from the Catha, to Kilgharrah, to Nimueh, to the Druids, they all knew of Merlin's and Arthur's destiny. But they had different bits and pieces.

The Catha had the most knowledge, and while the Druids knew much of Emrys, it is unclear how much they knew of Arthur's death. Kilgharrah seems very clued in, but not all the way, not in the same way the Catha were. And Nimueh had the vaguest knowledge of all but she still knew something was up.

For hundreds of years, the Catha kept the knowledge of Camlann in a box, sealed in a folded bit of paper, in their own language.

They knew Merlin would fail.

That's the thing, the prophecy doesn't lie at all, this was the path that was set before Arthur was born, before Uther, before Ygraine, Hunith, Balinor, Merlin. Hundreds of years before the Purge. No amount of trying to prevent it would ever work.

Not when the 'prophets do not lie'. Everything Merlin did was fighting against a fate that had already long been decided. The Once and Future King has to have a future, and to do that, he must die.

Perhaps the real meaning of uniting Albion, bringing magic back, maybe that was never meant for the Once, but was always meant for the Future.

He was meant to die right from the start, no matter what anyone did or advised, this was how it was meant to go down. During that cold dawn at Camlann.

Isn't that beautiful?

#bbc merlin #merlin #it's very beautiful to me #i like tragedies #i think people miss how much nothing could be changed #that's why the Disir episode exists #that was the last chance for the Triple Goddess to change his fate #if he refused then yeah the original path continues - who knows what would have happened if he had accepted #would he grow to old age and die - leaving Merlin immortal and alone knowing that they succeed in something or other #or would merlin then become mortal #ideas to think about here :P

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